Cook Up lyrics

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Celph Titled


[Celph Titled]

Got a lot of haters, don't give a f*ck though
I'm not snobby, but I'll still give you a snub nose
You wear underoos, hanging with your brothers crew
Your brothers crew is f*cking you like faggot mother f*ckers do
I will easily expose you, turn you into goat food
Pasteurize [?] and tofu
You couldn't beat me if I'm hopping on one leg
Pushing a semi-truck up hill, with just my forehead
Try and see me but make way for the gun genie
Rub the barrel make a death wish and leave you headless
Go out West, plant my landmines in Anaheim
b*tch slap any kid who say he ain't a fan of mine
Deliver more hardcore than porn store mail order
The .44 force a bullet through your aorta
pus*y, you paid for it, from dumb sl*ts
How you claim you getting ass, when all you getting is this gun butt

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